The Anarchic Consort

The black man’s hand holding the tea stopped, and the emotions began to sigh. In the end, it only turned into a sigh: “Shantou, for so many years, I have suffered you.”

"A sword that has been milled for ten years." Helen Weiwei drank a cup of tea, and the voice was slow: "Sometimes you can eat bitter, but it can make people awake."

The most she ate in her life was slap.

In modern times, the stepmother's disgust will always make her beaten for no reason.

No one ever wanted to give her red dates to eat...

Not to mention someone who heard her say wronged.

She liked to sleep in the closet at that time because she felt that it was the safest place.

She knows better than anyone else that in this world, only by their own hands can they create their own empire.

It is the same now.

She hates, she retaliates.

Those who do not save, she does not complain.

Because no one has prescribed it, who must help you.

The black man looked at the pair of water-like scorpions in front of him and decided now: "I will take you to the military camp now."

If Helen Weiwei met him, complained about the suffering of so many years.

He may not accept her immediately, even if she knows what she is doing now.

But the girl standing in front of the black man, she is not in a hurry, not warm, but with her own unique embarrassment.

Such a child, he looked really distressed.

After all, he has not heard of the rumors of the capital in these years.

He was half-happy when he heard that his unfilial grandson was close to the hoe.

It is estimated that all the people in the world think that he is not in the style of Wei Wei.

He really does not look up, but more but hate iron and not steel.

He also thought about letting his unfilial grandson and Wei Wei enter the door, at least in the black home, he can protect her.

But the old man said before he died, he wanted to see his only granddaughter.

So how many times he protects this gimmick in the back, but he can't protect it too much.

Today, this is finally worth it.

After that, the black father took Helen Weiwei to the back hill.

The night fog filled the room, and I didn't know how the black father walked.

An extremely hidden valley appeared in front of Helen Vivi.

All the animals, when passing through the entrance to the valley, were scared and fleeing by the murder inside.

At this time, in the valley, there was a vaguely sounding of a soldier’s peculiar sound.

Here is the guardian army of the Helian family, the hiding place of the Shenyin army.

"The original God is hidden here, no wonder everyone can't find it." Helen Weiwei looked at the entrance to the valley, and Liu Mei slightly picked it up. It was a good place.

Just did not expect that her voice just fell.

The unique snoring of a soldier rang: "There are people who stop, here is the forbidden land of our army. Please leave quickly, and be careful to provoke the murder."

"It's me, I brought the descendants of the old general of Helian." The black man stood up with his hands on his face, without a trace of emotion on his face, but his voice was strong and powerful.

The soldier guarding the entrance to the valley heard the voice of the black man, and immediately appeared, kneeling on the ground.

"Get up." Black Father took the lead.

The soldier said: "Yes."

Respectfully followed behind the black man, just the pair of sly, and then looking at Helian Weiwei, a little contempt.

Helen Weiwei turned a deaf ear to the guard's line of sight and walked toward the valley.

"Woman, this soldier can't look at you." The voice of the original meditation is still very evil.

Helen Weiwei smiled and brought a little black belly to the thin lips.

When the two entered the valley, they saw a strong man wrapped in a plain coat, or stood up, or practiced alone, or practiced, or group practice, one by one in the school yard.

The black man is like what he said to one of the young generals.

The young general was dressed in a straight military uniform, and the clean clothes had no pleats on the upper half. Under the erected black hair, it was an expressionless face, the skin was **** bronze, the lips were thin, and the tip of the nose Very pretty, a pair of ink-colored enamel seems to be crystal-like, a touch of brilliance.

Hearing the black man, he looked like he was looking at Helen Weiwei.

Such a gaze with a trace of inquiry, but beautiful and amazing.

"I didn't expect this group of soldiers to fight and kill all day, there is such a stunning." The person who spoke is the original.

Helen Weiwei’s arms around her chest are like laughing and laughing: “How? Look at him?”

"I like the man!" The original sentence is so blurted out!

Helen Weiwei snorted: "You finally admitted."

"Wait, wait a minute, I am wrong." The original anxious wanted to explain.

Helian Weiwei directly broke his communication with his consciousness.

The original meditation can only scratch the wall against the wall in the fantasy space.

Xiaobai glanced at him, and that glance included countless haha.

Two people in the distance are talking.

To say that it is a conversation, in fact, only the black father is alone.

The young general did not say a word from beginning to end, nor did he look at Helen Weiwei's second look.

Helen Weiwei is a special agent, of course, knowing what it means.

One: He doesn't like her.

Second: Whether she can get the Divine Army, he plays a key role.

Three: This person must have the same cleanliness as a high-ranking one. It can be seen from the military uniform where he does not dye a trace of dust.

Four: He is difficult to contact.

However, there is a point that Helen Weiwei does not understand, that is, he looks at her eyes, as if it is too much emotion.

Did they know before?

Helen Weiwei did not figure it out, and there was a sneer in his ear: "What is the qualification of your waste? Here, go back and find someone to marry, and then give birth to the child and send it to let us raise and re-energize. The glory of the Helian family."

The person who spoke, standing next to the young general, was nearly two meters tall, and his muscles were high and raised, giving a strong sense of oppression. A standard national character face was full of obvious anger.

"The head of the team is right, you are coming, you might as well send a child!"

"In any case, you only know how many brothers have died around the Murong Shizi. Do you know that people like you are not worthy of our lives!"

"Get out of here, I don't welcome you here!"

A burst of resentment and resentment with resentment came one after another.

Helian Weiwei was long and standing, looked at Daxiong in front of him, and looked at the other soldiers to look at their own eyes, and was not angry.

She also understands that when these people train hard and find that the object of allegiance is actually a disappointment when they only know the flower idiot behind the man.

But... "I am not a waste, the value is not worth your life, it is always better than knowing, isn't it?"